An In-ter-esting day.
First, frivolities - two memes.
One from patsyrant - All the Universes currently in peril: If you see this, quote a line from Dr Who on your journal.
"Spoilers."
*giggle* Not the longest quote, but everytime it was said it had me in fits.
Number two is from long_roadtoruin.
I took the "The Nine Muses" quiz on gURL.com
My muse is...
Calliope
Calliope is the patron goddess of epic poetry. She is often depicted holding a writing tablet and wearing a golden crown, for she is the oldest of the muses and their leader. Her name means "The Fair Voiced," but Calliope inspires eloquence in writing. Read more...
Who is your muse?
And now, on with the day. I have had an eventful day. I started by actually making it out of bed in the morning for the third day in a row. I shall be out of bed tomorrow as well so that I can go to Bromley. Anyway, today started well, I lounged around in the warm, debated the possibility of a BBQ for dinner with my Dad and had a cuppa. I then went round the shed to take some washing out - I'd put it in the night before so it should be finished, right? Wrong. So I put it on again thinking it's shaken the door open (unfortunately it's not on the most stable of platforms, and it sometimes does shake the door open!) and restarted it. Then I go and lie in the garden for a good hour or so (can't go to Sardinia with white legs, I'll look odd!) and then I realised that I'd still failed to hoover, even though I intended on doing it before the F1 on Sunday. I did that for about ten minutes and then my knee went crunch, and I felt like it had steel shards inside it, so I stopped.
I then went to check on the washing. Still not working. So I fixed it! I'm very impressed by that, I drained the whole thing - 20 litres is a lot when you can only fill the bucket half full. And then I cleaned the little thingy that the water drains through - the thingy that catches the buttons and bra underwiring and all those things that accidentally end up going through the washing machine. And then I put it all back together, and it works now. Ok, so it just required me to follow the instructions, but *shrug* I'm proud of me!
Once I'd done that I realised my knee was no longer steel filled, so I finished the hoovering, and did some ironing for the holiday (*squee*).
Halfway through the ironing I realised that there was a racket and a half going on in the garden. The pair of robins that live in our Holly bush (we reckon they have babies!) were flying from post, to tree to anything else in the garden making very loud warning calls. I went out to investigate (see if the cat was trying to eat them...) and only made it two steps onto the grass when one of the robins almost divebombed me in the chest (it was a warning shot, but I swear it was really very close.) I was so shocked, and backed off back to the ironing! Just in case you were wondering the cat was in the garden for a long time during the dual yelling by the birds so we reckoned it was just a "stay away from our kids" type of yelling. She came in looking really harrassed poor thing, and shivery too, I was slightly worried that she'd been damaged, but I can't find anything wrong so that's good!
We had our BBQ and while it could've been warmer outside (it was quite cloudy out there by the end) but the rainbow trout was gorgeous and the new potatoes were delicious with the butter from the trout drizzled over them. Unfortunately I fail at removing bones from whole fish (my Dad chopped the heads off before he cooked them because I can't take food that can look at me) I ended up with a large bone stuck in my throat that has left a scratch at least an inch long. But it was nice anyway. We were just thinking about going inside (it really was getting cold by then (dratted East facing garden) when the robin that had dive bombed me came and hovered for a full ten seconds right in front of the table. It was... amazing and weird. Like it was a hummingbird's secret identity or something!
And that was my day. Quite exciting really. Tomorrow I plan to take on the techies and see whether I can try out digital cameras and not let them sell me anything - since I want to see what they're like to handle but can probably get anything I see and like for a better deal on the internet.
One from patsyrant - All the Universes currently in peril: If you see this, quote a line from Dr Who on your journal.
"Spoilers."
*giggle* Not the longest quote, but everytime it was said it had me in fits.
Number two is from long_roadtoruin.
I took the "The Nine Muses" quiz on gURL.com
My muse is...
Calliope
Calliope is the patron goddess of epic poetry. She is often depicted holding a writing tablet and wearing a golden crown, for she is the oldest of the muses and their leader. Her name means "The Fair Voiced," but Calliope inspires eloquence in writing. Read more...
Who is your muse?
And now, on with the day. I have had an eventful day. I started by actually making it out of bed in the morning for the third day in a row. I shall be out of bed tomorrow as well so that I can go to Bromley. Anyway, today started well, I lounged around in the warm, debated the possibility of a BBQ for dinner with my Dad and had a cuppa. I then went round the shed to take some washing out - I'd put it in the night before so it should be finished, right? Wrong. So I put it on again thinking it's shaken the door open (unfortunately it's not on the most stable of platforms, and it sometimes does shake the door open!) and restarted it. Then I go and lie in the garden for a good hour or so (can't go to Sardinia with white legs, I'll look odd!) and then I realised that I'd still failed to hoover, even though I intended on doing it before the F1 on Sunday. I did that for about ten minutes and then my knee went crunch, and I felt like it had steel shards inside it, so I stopped.
I then went to check on the washing. Still not working. So I fixed it! I'm very impressed by that, I drained the whole thing - 20 litres is a lot when you can only fill the bucket half full. And then I cleaned the little thingy that the water drains through - the thingy that catches the buttons and bra underwiring and all those things that accidentally end up going through the washing machine. And then I put it all back together, and it works now. Ok, so it just required me to follow the instructions, but *shrug* I'm proud of me!
Once I'd done that I realised my knee was no longer steel filled, so I finished the hoovering, and did some ironing for the holiday (*squee*).
Halfway through the ironing I realised that there was a racket and a half going on in the garden. The pair of robins that live in our Holly bush (we reckon they have babies!) were flying from post, to tree to anything else in the garden making very loud warning calls. I went out to investigate (see if the cat was trying to eat them...) and only made it two steps onto the grass when one of the robins almost divebombed me in the chest (it was a warning shot, but I swear it was really very close.) I was so shocked, and backed off back to the ironing! Just in case you were wondering the cat was in the garden for a long time during the dual yelling by the birds so we reckoned it was just a "stay away from our kids" type of yelling. She came in looking really harrassed poor thing, and shivery too, I was slightly worried that she'd been damaged, but I can't find anything wrong so that's good!
We had our BBQ and while it could've been warmer outside (it was quite cloudy out there by the end) but the rainbow trout was gorgeous and the new potatoes were delicious with the butter from the trout drizzled over them. Unfortunately I fail at removing bones from whole fish (my Dad chopped the heads off before he cooked them because I can't take food that can look at me) I ended up with a large bone stuck in my throat that has left a scratch at least an inch long. But it was nice anyway. We were just thinking about going inside (it really was getting cold by then (dratted East facing garden) when the robin that had dive bombed me came and hovered for a full ten seconds right in front of the table. It was... amazing and weird. Like it was a hummingbird's secret identity or something!
And that was my day. Quite exciting really. Tomorrow I plan to take on the techies and see whether I can try out digital cameras and not let them sell me anything - since I want to see what they're like to handle but can probably get anything I see and like for a better deal on the internet.